I realize that just my personality is, that I've gotta stay focused. I can't be too distracted.

The Internet feeds off the main press, and the main press feeds off the Internet. They're working in tandem.

There will be over 3,500 killed in USA today from abortion. No flags lowered, no presidents crying. No media hyperventilating. Normal day.

The first step in good reporting is good snooping.

Since Democrats vs. Republicans has been obliterated, no real difference between parties.

There's a danger of the Internet just becoming loud, ugly and boring with a thousand voices screaming for attention.

Where are the flamboyant characters?! This is what America desperately needs right now! Flamboyant intellectual characters who can cut different ways. And, that's just what I'm missing.

There won't be editors in the future with the Internet world, with citizen reporting. That doesn't scare me.

I never think too far into the future. I'm too busy thinking about tomorrow's news.

Not everything I do is gossip or bedroom. To the contrary, I think that's just an easy label to dismiss me and to dismiss the new medium.

Because I have success, it doesn't mean I'm part of the mainstream. I'm still an outsider.

I have daughters and I have sons.When one of them lays a handOn my shoulder, shining fishTurn suddenly in the deep sea.

Picture books are for everybody at any age, not books to be left behind as we grow older.

I have always believed that what brings us together is stronger than what pulls us apart.

Sustaining the energy and focus involved in doing a good job I think starts to gets tougher the longer you do it.

The potential financial reward for building the 'next Windows' is so great that there will never be a shortage of new technologies seeking to challenge it.

Faith in Christ is the only thing to save you from despair.

You don't raise kids. You raise carrots. You sponsor kids.

Odd that we think definitions are definitive.

A couple of years I taught in graduate programs at NYU and Columbia, in the early eighties.

Maybe it was just part of growing up with someone. Once you have a rhythm and stay with it long enough, it's not hard to find again.